Lazy Afternoon Lyrics

It's a lazy afternoon
All the beetle bugs are zooming
And the tulip treas are blooming
And there's not another human in view
But us two

It's a lazy afternoon
And the farmer does his reaping
In the meadow cows are creeping
And the speckled trout are leaping up street
As they do.

A fat pink cloud
Hangs over the hill un folding like a rose
You can take my hand and sit real still
You can hear the grass as it grows.

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